My Dad is dying. 

I wrote a letter to my fathers cancer.

Typed to these cells all the things it was, honest and true.

Telling the tumor it isnt going to win. Accusing this vile mass of how weak it is.

I spent weeks writing it, but it took the weight off my shoulders. We're close as a family, but still in denial. Theres silence every time the C word comes up.

I add to it or read it whenever i see my best friend fighting with every fibre, and still losing. 

How dare you, Cancer. We are better than you. So much stronger. I beg to see the day you are shrunk into the last few cells. Until that day, (and it will come) we will smile in your face and hope you and your cells will not see another sunrise.

They are still the same person they were before you found out. If anything love them more, smile harder, laugh louder. 

Give them a reason to live. In this fog of shock they've probably forgotten. 

If this little post even helps one person today its better than nothing, the future wont be bleak forever, keep going!! You can do this. 

-Chloe